People have been asking me, “What does Noah think about the coming baby?” To which I would have to sheepishly respond, “Well, to be honest, we haven’t really talked about it much.” So, I succumbed to peer pressure, and for the past week or so, I’ve been pointing to my belly, and telling Noah there’s a baby inside. This is what happened over the weekend when I asked him where the baby was…
He does know what a baby is – or, at least, he did – and has always been quick to point one out whenever we saw one, but now I think I’ve only succeeded in confusing the poor little guy! I think I’ll let him alone, and allow him to revel in these last weeks as our baby!
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